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“A bulldog?” she asked, with her new shin guards on her lap. “Cool! Can Johnny and Jackson go?” They were two of the three boys down the street, and she loved hanging out with them. Johnny was two years older, but Jackson was in her class at school. They were going to camp with her as well.
I blinkered, then turned down our street. “You can go ask.” Four were better than one searching for, not a needle in a haystack, but a rock in the woods. Same difference.
We lived about a mile from downtown in a quiet neighborhood. I pulled into the driveway, all the way to the back and off to the side so I didn’t block Granny Waddle’s spot and shut off the car. The entrance to the second floor was on the side of the house, leading directly to an interior stairwell.
“Why is there a guy on our steps?” Sierra asked.
I whipped my head around to look.
“Holy shit,” I whispered.
“Fifty cents!” Sierra said.
We had a jar for whenever we said bad words. Sierra was learning them at school, and I found the best way to get her not to repeat them was to hit hard at her allowance. I was worse than she was and the fund to go to a Silvermines game in Denver was growing by the day.
This time though, holy shit. There wasn’t anything else to say because it wasn’t any man. It was Luke.
Sierra, never knowing a stranger–that was something we had to work on–undid her seatbelt and climbed out of the backseat, hugging her shin guards to her chest.
I hurried after her because I had no idea what to say. Honey, this is the guy who ate me out and slid his thumb into my ass to make me come all over his face last night.
Yeah, no.
Luke stood and waited for us to approach. He looked good. No, better than good. He had on jeans, a plain white t-shirt that seemed to be painted on, and a panty-melting smile.
“Luke,” I said. “What are you–”
“Oh my God!” Sierra stopped and her mouth dropped open and her eyes bugged wide. The last time I remembered her in shock like this was when Dex James showed up at the winter center the first time and filled in as her team’s coach. “Mom. That’s Shep Barnes!”
I frowned. Luke ran a hand through his dark hair, a flush creeping up his cheeks. Why did he look like he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar?
Shep Barnes?
Sierra came out of her trance and ran up to him, bouncing up and down. “You are Shep Barnes. I can’t believe you did that triple craniectomy with only a ballpoint pen and a Swiss army knife.”
Um… what was she talking about? Luke was a doctor? Luke was Shep?
“Sierra, go see if Johnny and Jackson want to go on the hike,” I said, my gaze fixed squarely and unwaveringly on the guy who rocked my world last night. And my vagina.
“Can you come with us?” Sierra asked him.
Luke… no, Shep, no… um, he looked to me. Sheepish. Shep was sheepish.
I was an idiot. I had a no-show blind date and then picked up a liar at a bar and slept with him. Could I ever get a break from losers?
Or was it me? The common theme in this, in everything in my life that went wrong, was me.
“That’s up to your mom,” he said. My body remembered that voice. My pussy clenched and my nipples went hard.
“Go on,” I said. “I want to talk with Shep.”
Sierra ran off, not before shoving her shin guards into my arms.
I stared at him.
He stared at me.
“Tiger, I can explain,” he began.
